I was brought home by the rich and powerful

Chapter 22

Duan Zhitong: "..."

What kind of nonsense is this Ning Feiyang talking about?
Duan Jiaoyang hummed, and walked towards the Duan's villa with a light luggage bag in his hand.

Seeing Duan Zhitong, Ning Feiyang followed behind, didn't know how to carry luggage, honked the car horn, and then said to Duan Zhitong, "Miss Duan, do you know how to be polite, don't you even know how to carry luggage for your sister?"

Duan Zhitong's face was ugly, but she still asked Duan Jiaoyang meaningfully, "Let me help you, sister~ sister."

Duan Jiaoyang let go of his hand directly, "Yes."

Duan Zhitong was speechless, she was just talking.

The Duan family villa was brightly lit, and there were quite a few servants and housekeepers standing on both sides of the gate.

As for the Duan family, they all sat in the living room and waited.

"Sir, miss." The servant called out as soon as he saw Duan Zhenhong and the others.

In the past, the old lady was of course referring to Duan Zhitong, but today...

Duan Jiaoyang doesn't care about the Duan family, but since she wants to come back, she should clarify some things.

For example, the identity of the eldest lady.

"Miss is calling me, right?" She stood where she was, without going any further, her eyes swept over the servants, and finally landed on the housekeeper.

The housekeeper looked at the person parked in front of him, raised his head, glanced at Duan Jiaoyang, and then at Duan Zhenhong.

"part……"

"Yes." Duan Zhenhong replied directly.

"Jiaoyang's ranking boss is Miss Duan's family. From now on, when you see Jiaoyang, you should call him Miss." Duan Zhenhong ordered to the servants.

"Yes, sir."

He spoke in a loud voice, and of course the Duan family sitting in the living room heard them all.

Zhou Yajing looked in their direction, but finally said nothing.

Duan Jiaoyang looked at Duan Zhenhong, "I'm tired, where is my room arrangement?"

Duan Zhenhong: "..." He was still thinking of a series of words to tell her.

Get off the horse, tell me, analyze the pros and cons...

Still thinking about the 'Joint Trial of the Three Teachers' until midnight, to find out where she has been hiding all these years, what is her relationship with the second son of the Ning family, and that Doctor Shi...

Unexpectedly, she was well prepared, but Duan Jiaoyang said that she was tired, and Duan Zhenhong felt like his throat was stuck.

"You..." Duan Zhenhong looked at her, his face became serious, "Why are you so uneducated?"

Duan Jiaoyang was a little funny when he heard this, and looked at him puzzled, "What are you talking about, uncle?"

"The family invites you home like this. Grandma, aunt, brothers and sisters are all waiting for you now. Do you want to rest without saying hello?" Duan Zhenhong opened his mouth and felt that his anger was smooth.

That's right, at home, he is the head of the house, so he can train people like this.

There are no reporters taking pictures, so he doesn't have to worry about how the reporters scribble.

Duan Jiaoyang snorted, "Are they waiting for me to come back? You're welcome, I'll just go back to my room."

Duan Zhenhong: "..." What is her attitude?

Duan Jiaoyang looked at the housekeeper, "Where is my room?"

The butler's back was soaked in cold sweat.

Looking at the eldest lady yesterday, I felt that it was different, and today's appearances are even more in line with his guess.

"It's the third room on the left on the second floor." The butler replied.

The villa of the Duan family lived in it when Mr. Duan was around. It has been renovated over the years, but the layout is still the same.

This third room...is Duan Jiaoyang's room before.

Like the master bedroom, it is a perfect room. Before that, Duan Zhitong lived in it.

"What?" Duan Zhitong looked towards the second floor, counted, and was sure it was her own room.

"housekeeper……"

"Zhitong." Zhou Yajing stood up and walked towards this side.

Then she looked at Duan Jiaoyang, "Jiaoyang, you were still young when you disappeared. I don't know if you still remember everything in the house. The room I asked the housekeeper to clean up was the room you lived in when you were a child. It's just that the preparation was a bit hasty. There may be some places. It’s still not satisfactory, just tell me if you need to change anything.”

"Yes." Duan Jiaoyang nodded.

This sound made Zhou Yajing a little bit unbearable, why did it sound like she was reporting to her?

Shouldn't the normal affirmative answer be "okay?"
Zhou Yajing looked at Duan Jiaoyang, and once again confirmed that Duan Jiaoyang really didn't understand the world.

Or...are you deliberately embarrassing your family like this?
"Then I'll go up." Seeing that Zhou Yajing had no more nonsense to say, Duan Jiaoyang walked directly to the second floor.

everything here...

In fact, it's still stuck in the memory of her mind.

The spiral staircase that goes forward twenty steps, the handrail used to be grandpa's favorite mahogany, and the marble-faced staircase floor tiles...

Not anymore.

The general layout has not changed, but both the decoration and the murals in the house have almost changed, except for the world mural in the stairwell.

Duan Jiaoyang originally thought that he could calmly face everything that was familiar but unfamiliar.

Seeing this painting now, she felt a little... Tears welled up in her eyes.

She still remembered that her parents bought this painting abroad, and the reason why she bought it was because she liked it.

She has an excellent memory, but she forgot about this passage somewhat evasively.

I just remember that she said that the painting was beautiful, and then her father said, buy it!

Not wanting people to see her abnormality, Duan Jiaoyang just paused for a while, and then went up to the second floor.

The room... as expected, nothing was the same.

"Jiaoyang, these sheets and quilts are unused, and other movable furniture are also new." Zhou Yajing said suddenly behind her.

"I don't like this color." Duan Jiaoyang said lightly, "I need a solid color mattress, light blue."

Zhou Yajing: "..." Did she really make the request rudely?
It was just a polite remark just now, did Duan Jiaoyang really take it seriously?Not only seriously, but also made a request right away?

Seeing that Zhou Yajing behind her didn't answer, Duan Jiaoyang turned his head, looked at her, and asked very seriously, "Auntie just said that if I have any dissatisfaction, you can directly bring it up?"

Zhou Yajing's face turned green and pale, and she endured it.

"Okay, I'll get someone to buy it now!" It doesn't take long to dry it after buying it.

"Others..." Duan Jiaoyang looked at the new pink furniture, but finally said nothing.

Although she doesn't like pink very much.

"It's okay," she said.

"This is the cloakroom. These clothes are brand new and no one has ever worn them. You can wear them if you like them, and you can buy them if you don't like them." Zhou Yajing opened the cloakroom.

"Duan Zhitong's, right?" Duan Jiaoyang glanced at the cloakroom, and could tell that the cloakroom had been cleaned up. Although the clothes were brand new, there were suspicions left over.

"..." Zhou Yajing swallowed slightly before explaining, "You two are about the same size..."

"I don't like it, take it away." Duan Jiaoyang looked at Zhou Yajing.

Duan Zhitong, who had been listening to the conversation at the door, finally couldn't restrain her violent temper, "Duan Jiaoyang, don't push yourself too hard!"

(End of this chapter)